The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 234 Stilt suona little fisherman?What the hell?

"This is easy to do."

Ye Xiuyan waved her hand chicly: "Bring a long skirt that fell to the ground."

"Yes."

The dressmaker finally had a place to use, and readily agreed, and took out a set of flowing fairy skirts embroidered with early lotuses after the rain and white clothes like snow from the closet.

The make-up artist frowned: "Can the young master wear such a long skirt?"

The hair stylist also expressed doubts: "It has grown by a full foot. It has to be walked on the road, and there is no one to support it. It must be wrestled."

"Young master?"

Yin Jiutang's eyes flickered with concern.

"It's okay, look at me."

Ye Xiuyan smiled sweetly, changed her clothes in front of several people, took out a pair of small stilts about a foot high from the storage ring, and Shi Shiran tied them to her feet.

The slender and beautiful figure instantly grew a foot taller, not far behind Qin Zhilan's height.

Can I still do this? !
See you a long time!
Yin Jiutang and the others looked dumbfounded.

"How? Is this young master imitating like?"

Ye Xiuyan didn't mind the silly stares at all, she spun around on stilts, her fairy skirt fluttered in the wind, beautiful and beautiful.

"Like, very similar."

The costumer was the first to come to his senses, and applauded very strongly.

"Have eyesight."

Ye Xiuyan smiled comfortably, and gave her an appreciative look: "Next, it's my turn to play."

"Another cloak."

Yin Jiutang personally took out a valuable mink fur cloak from the closet, and put it on her body, tightly covering her small body that hadn't fully grown yet.

Qin Zhilan nodded in satisfaction: "In this way, even the fat and thin are covered, and there is really no flaw at all."

"The time has come, it's time for Master Qin to play."

The melodious erhu on the stage gradually came to an end, and the steward, a female man, pushed open the door vigorously, and the octave-high lion's roar shook people's eardrums.

"Please, little boy."

Yin Jiutang gave her a dissatisfied look, bent down respectfully, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Bring me the violin."

Ye Xiuyan stretched out her hand aggressively.

The makeup artist glanced at Qin Zhilan, seeing that her expression remained unchanged, picked up her lyre, held it in both hands, and handed it to Ye Xiuyan.

Ye Xiuyan took the guqin, her white and tender fingertips slid across the strings, and the sound of the piano was crisp and pleasant.

"Good piano."

She gave a praise with a smile, hugged Qin, and walked out of the lounge slowly.

There was a slight clicking sound under her feet, and Yin Jiutang and the others looked at her skirt in unison.

"Young master walks on stilts, won't you really fall?"

The heartbeat of the make-up artist also speeds up and slows down with the sound of da da da.

There is a tendency to disorder.

"will not!"

A ray of white light came quickly, circling around Ye Xiuyan, and the moment it landed, the glamorous figure of Xianghu appeared.

A certain fox was incomparably frightened: "This trivial skill is not worth mentioning to a little girl. Let me know about the stilted suona who is popular in temple fairs."

Stilt suona little fisherman?
What the hell?

All the dancers were dumbfounded.

Wait, what did the actor say just now?
little girl? !

The little boy is a girl?

They took great pains to disguise him as a man!
Are you pretending to be lonely?
The make-up artist and hair stylist looked at each other, as if struck by lightning.

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The erhu solo in front of the stage ended, and the audience applauded.

Wealthy guests are more generous during festive festivals, with big hands waving, and the sound of rewards one after another.

Ye Xiuyan came to the front desk with the piano in her arms, poked a small head out from behind the heavy curtain, and glanced at the Tianzihao room seemingly unintentionally.

(End of this chapter)